Pooja sat at the edge of her bed, staring at the framed family photo on her nightstand. In the picture, they looked so happy, so united. But the reality was far from perfect. Pooja had been battling depression for the past two years, and her family’s refusal to accept her condition made the struggle even harder. This is her story, one that resonates with many who feel misunderstood and unsupported by those they love the most.
It all started during Pooja’s junior year of college. She was an excellent student, always on the dean’s list, and active in various extracurricular activities. But beneath the surface, she felt a growing sense of despair and emptiness. At first, she tried to ignore it, thinking it was just stress or burnout. But as the days went by, the sadness deepened, and she found it harder to get out of bed in the morning.
One evening, after weeks of feeling overwhelmed, Pooja decided to confide in her mother. “Mom, I think something’s wrong with me. I feel sad all the time, and I can’t shake it off,” she said, her voice trembling.
Her mother looked up from her book, her expression a mix of concern and confusion. “Pooja, you’re probably just stressed from school. Everyone gets a little down now and then. Just focus on your studies and you’ll be fine.”
Pooja nodded, but she knew it was more than just stress. The darkness she felt was consuming her from the inside out.
Determined to find help, Pooja visited the campus counseling center. After several sessions, she was diagnosed with major depressive disorder. The therapist explained that it was a medical condition, not a sign of weakness, and that with the right treatment, she could get better. Pooja felt a glimmer of hope.
However, when she shared the diagnosis with her family, their reaction was far from supportive. “Depression? What do you have to be depressed about?” her father scoffed. “You have everything you need—a good home, education, and a bright future ahead.”
Her siblings were no better. “You’re just being dramatic, Pooja. Stop looking for attention,” her older brother said dismissively.
The words stung, but Pooja knew she couldn’t give up. She continued with therapy and started taking medication, hoping that one day her family would understand.
Despite her efforts to educate her family about depression, their denial persisted. They would make hurtful comments, often without realizing the impact of their words. “Why can’t you just snap out of it?” her mother would say. “You’re bringing everyone down with your attitude.”
Pooja began to withdraw, feeling isolated in her own home. She spent more time alone, avoiding family gatherings and social events. The loneliness was crushing, but she clung to her therapy sessions and the small support network she had built outside her family.
One day, while scrolling through social media, Pooja stumbled upon a support group for individuals dealing with depression and their families. The stories shared by others mirrored her own experiences, and she felt an immediate connection. She decided to attend one of their meetings, hoping to find some solace and understanding.
At the support group, Pooja met people who truly understood her struggles. They shared their journeys, their battles with mental illness, and the challenges they faced with unsupportive families. For the first time, Pooja felt seen and heard. She began to learn strategies for coping with her family’s denial and found strength in the shared experiences of others.
Inspired by the support group, Pooja decided to try one last time to reach out to her family. She knew it wouldn’t be easy, but she hoped that sharing her journey openly might help them see her condition in a new light.
One Sunday afternoon, she gathered her family in the living room. “I know it’s hard for you to understand what I’m going through,” she began, her voice steady but emotional. “But I need you to listen. I need you to try to understand.”
She spoke about her depression, the therapy, and the medication. She shared stories from the support group, hoping to bridge the gap between their perception and her reality. Her parents and siblings listened quietly, their expressions unreadable.
After she finished, there was a long silence. Finally, her mother spoke. “Pooja, I’m sorry. We didn’t realize how serious this was. We thought you were just going through a phase.”
Her father nodded, looking remorseful. “We just want you to be happy. We didn’t understand how much you were struggling.”
It wasn’t a complete transformation, but it was a start. Pooja felt a weight lift off her shoulders. For the first time, her family was acknowledging her pain.
Over the next few months, Pooja’s family made a conscious effort to be more supportive. They attended family therapy sessions, learned about depression, and slowly began to change their attitudes. It wasn’t always smooth, and there were still moments of misunderstanding, but progress was being made.
Pooja’s siblings started checking in on her more often, asking how she was feeling and showing genuine concern. Her parents began to educate themselves about mental health and even attended some sessions of the support group with her.
Pooja’s journey was far from over, but she had learned the importance of persistence and hope. She realized that while she couldn’t change her family overnight, she could educate them and encourage them to see her condition through a compassionate lens.
She also understood that seeking support outside the family was crucial. The friends she made in the support group became her extended family, offering a level of understanding and empathy that was vital to her recovery.
Pooja’s story is one of many. For those struggling with mental health issues and facing a lack of acceptance from their families, know that you are not alone. It’s a challenging journey, but with persistence, education, and seeking support from those who understand, progress is possible.
Families may not always understand right away, but with patience and open communication, change can happen. Pooja’s story is a testament to the power of hope and the importance of not giving up on those you love, even when the road is tough.
Remember, your mental health is important, and you deserve to be supported and understood. Reach out, seek help, and know that there are communities and resources out there ready to support you on your journey.